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... white long-sleeve shirts beneath good-looking dark blue jackets, long ties, and black pants, with skirts for the females, the tension in the air was as thick as a rolling storm cloud.
"Move!" Dale roared from behind, and a great number of students scampered to their seats like rats scattering at the sudden switch of a light. He strode into the classroom and sat heavily on the front desk, arms crossed, jaw clenched, his presence alone commanding silence.
Orwen, one of his lackeys ...
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